I am looking to become someone else entirely. At least to be not what I have been. To...
Deep yet funny questions from an insecure yet ravenously curious person.
MaNishtana returns in all his uncomfortable glory. Like an awkward phoenix rising from the ashes of a cremation urn someone knocked over at a family function.
A call to action, to my fellow educators.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been an early riser. There’s a lovely rhythm to those first waking moments when it's not quite dawn, but night has begun to make its retreat. I'm glad to have that time all to myself, to let it shake the hazy visions from my sleepy imagination. I slowly wade into the ocean of a new day until my body decides it's ready to submerge. Having shoplifted an extra 30 or 45 or 70 minutes from the cosmic stores, I swim off to find myself in the stillness.
A discussion with the creator of the Misaviv Hebrew Circle Calendar.
My clothing does not define my relationship with God.
